The first thousand two hundred and twenty-six chapters
You must be sick! Ye Fuxun looked back at the lingering man, "What on earth do you want? Is it fun to take other people's things and keep them for yourself?"
"Yeah, it was fun. Do you want to go back?"
"No, if you want to take it, I will give it to you generously."
Feng Jinyan was unhappy. He didn't care about a broken stone, "Unless you say you picked it up yourself."
Ye Fuxun saw the bad taste of this man, that is, those who follow others will prosper, and those who go against others will perish.
He seems to like playing tricks on people. I tried hard to talk to him before, but he didn't want to give things back. Now, he's licking his face and begging for the things to be returned to their original owners?
"It's okay to tell you. That's a stone. It was given by my sweetheart. Why, isn't it fun to take advantage of others?" Ye Fuxun glanced at the self-righteous person and asked.
Feng Jinyan looked a little worried when she heard this, "Your sweetheart."
"Yes, my sweetheart, my childhood sweetheart." She said more clearly.
Feng Jinyan pinched the purse in her hand and wanted to crush it.
"Brother, brother, you are here." Feng Jinsi came to look for him. He found his brother and immediately whispered something to him. Feng Jinyan's face changed drastically.
Ye Fuxun looked at it as if it was none of his business. Well, this monster would also get into big trouble.
That's the best thing. I hope I won't see him again in the future, otherwise she will send him away with a sword.
She was about to turn around and leave when Feng Jinsi suddenly said, "Brother, please promise me that nothing will happen to Mo Qingyue."
Well? Mo Qingyue, does this little girl know this enchanting man’s younger brother?
Ye Fuxun stopped, turned around and asked, "Do you know Mo Qingyue?"
"Who are you?" Feng Jinsi looked at the unfamiliar young man in white. He was as handsome as jade and good-looking, but it was a pity that he was a young man. He knew Mo Qingyue, so he couldn't be a love rival, right?
She felt a lot of malice and jealousy, and thought of that little girl calling her sister every time. Something happened to her. As a sister, there was no way she would just die without saving her?
So after Feng Jinyan and Feng Jinsi left, she secretly followed the two of them.
She thought the two brothers who were far ahead didn't notice, but Feng Jinyan had been paying attention to the people behind her and deliberately slowed down her pace.
The three of them, one behind the other, chased each other for a whole day. It was only at ten o'clock in the evening that Ye Fulun finally realized that he should find a place to stay.
However, Feng Jinyan, who deliberately led people into a pit, took them to the wilderness.
Feng Jinsi said, "Brother, we arrived in the town a quarter of an hour ago. It's not difficult to find a place to stay. Tell me, why do you have to come to this place where birds don't poop? Come out at night."
Feed the mosquitoes?”
Feng Jinsi was full of complaints. He really wanted to go back and find an inn to stay comfortably.
But Feng Jinyan didn't like it. He did it on purpose. He knew there was someone following him, and he wanted to see how long she could follow him.
It's rare to meet such an interesting person, why not tease him a bit?
Feng Jinsi asked, "Is it right here? It's pitch black and you can't see anything."
Feng Jinyan took out the fire folder and lit it. He educated his younger brother, "You've been out here for so long, why are you still so restless? If I weren't around, would you starve to death?"
"Aren't you still here?"
"I can't protect you forever."
"Brother, do you still dislike me?"
"Yes, I dislike it." Feng Jinyan really admitted.
Poor Feng Jinsi curled her lips.
Feng Jinyan’s elder Feng Jinsi was six years old. They were brothers, half-brothers. Many years ago, a woman handed Feng Jinsi into Feng Jinyan’s hands. She said, “He depends on you.
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Then she died. It was said that she was poisoned and not tortured much.
Feng Jinyan never told Feng Jinsi about this desolate incident. Her younger brother had a simple mind. As the older brother, I also hoped that he could live a pure life. There was nothing wrong with living his whole life in such ignorance.
I used to think so, but since something happened to the deputy pavilion master, Feng Jinyan realized that something was not going well.
It's possible that if he had an accident one day, Feng Jinsi would die immediately afterwards. The cause of his death might be unprecedented, that is, he was so innocent and harmless that he could be killed easily.
Feng Jin sent people to catch fish at the banquet. He lit a fire, and the fire illuminated the dark night, making everything around him bright.
The brothers were grilling fish by the river.
Ye Fuxun was hiding in the tree, smelling the sultry fragrance and touching his belly, secretly greeting the eighteenth generation of their ancestors in his heart.
It's too much. They poisoned people in the middle of the night. Two stinky men.
Ye Fuxun cursed secretly, turned around and flew away, looking for something to eat. However, the birds and animals in the forest were wandering around, and she couldn't see any of them.
Looking at the trees, there is no good fruit to eat.
Really hungry.
She stood under a tree and looked up, thinking about whether to drive all night. There might be villages or towns a hundred miles away. Anyway, Feng Jinyan and Feng Jinsi were going back to Fengjin Pavilion. She followed them and found them by themselves.
Then the wolf's den will do.
I eavesdropped on their conversation along the way and found out that Mo Qingyue was kidnapped by Fu Yuanluan and Sikong Ran. Fu Yuanluan survived a sword attack last time and was still alive. Sikong Ran saved him.
Sikong Ran also followed Fu Yuanluan back to Fengjin Pavilion. She not only wanted the secrets of the exercises in Mo Yan Pavilion, but also wanted the secret magical skills hidden in Fengjin Pavilion.
Two days ago, Sikong Ran had Mo Qingyue in her hands. She threatened Mo Qingfeng and asked people to hand over the martial arts secrets of Moyan Tower.
Mo Qingfeng originally wanted to hand it over, but Mo Qingyue ordered her elder brother not to allow it. She was unwilling to bow to Sikong Ran, so she was taken away in the end.
Ye Fuxun understood the basic situation. She turned to leave. Feng Jinyan, who was standing on the tree, picked a leaf and knocked it down. He said, "Why are you following me?"
Ye Fuxun turned to look up and retorted, "Who is following you? The territory of Yan Kingdom, I am the princess, and this world belongs to my father."
"Oh, you are the princess of Yan Kingdom?"
"Is there a problem?"
"You have joined the Yan Pavilion?"
"Whatever you want to say, just say it."
"I heard that you were frail and sick and should have died at the age of fifteen."
"I'm not dead. What's the matter? Do you want to murder me?"
Feng Jinyan opened her fan and shook it. He smiled brightly and charmingly and said, "How can I give it up? The princess is as precious as a golden branch and a jade leaf. I and other untouchables will bow to her when they see her."
"Then have you bowed?"
"Who knows if you are true or false."
"I don't need to prove the truth to you." Ye Fuxun stepped up to leave.
Feng Jinyan flew down and followed her down the aisle, "Are you hungry?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" She was really hungry. She usually ate in time and was served by servants. She never worried about being hungry or annoyed. Now she followed these two people and ran to the mountain without reaching the village.
She didn't have a store, she was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back, and she just wanted to find something to eat.
"Aren't the people in Yan Pavilion all gods? They are also hungry."